A/N: I don't own this, we all know who does. What I do own is a dozen tamales. I think it's lunch time... :D

Yeah, so we all seem to want to take Edward up on his offer. :D Wonder what Bella thinks...

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I'd never coughed so hard in my life. The idea of having sex with a client had never once entered my thoughts. It was unethical. It was an abuse of power. It was wrong. It was totally forbidden. And never once, until Edward Cullen mentioned it, had it crossed my mind.

After his words, his suggestion and solicitation, really, I couldn't stop thinking about it.

About how his plump, pink lips looked so soft. How they would feel pressed against my lips, my cheek, my throat. About how long and flexible his fingers were. How they would feel gliding up my bare back, squeezing my breasts, pushing into me. About his eyes. His eyes...I couldn't remember ever having seen such emptiness in another person. It was like I could see through him. Like there was nothing there.

It was haunting. Something was wrong with him, but I had yet to figure out what it was. I needed to keep digging, keep pushing him, keep looking.

I only hoped the feelings that were quickly developing within me would stop. That they'd let me do my job. That they wouldn't get me fired.

I told him no, explained it all. He said nothing else, just watched me and left when his mother arrived.

By the time Tuesday rolled around again, I needed to be ready. In control. Prepared.

Or I was gonna be totally screwed. And not in a good way. The bent-over-the-desk kind of way I wanted.

I wanted him bad.

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A/N: Yeah...don't we all want him... :D

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